A Difference a Week Makes

I posted a picture of a cocktail last Friday, and it was a fitting end to my first week back to work.

This week is a different story.

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I should have known when I walked a young kindergarten charge to the nurse with almost a 101 fever, this would be coming.I get a flu shot every year but today I am so achy and miserable, well, my girls will go out one more time, I will finish my hot tea, shower, and put some flannels on and try to get some sleep.

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The Governmental Tango…continued

If I had a nickel for every time a government agency wanted a fax copy of my personal documents, I sure would be rich.

I had another phone call with the Garden State today and it is incredible.Maybe it’s because I was on the other side of the phone for such a long time that I forget what a headache it is.Then, when the phone call was finished,because he couldn’t reach a second agency, he called back to me to get me to fax MY information that he was supposed to get.

May I need to get back on the payroll…..

Nothing left to give.

The antithesis of a holiday weekend is the day after.

The day after ham, sweet potatoes, carrots, string beans, deviled eggs, cole slaw, and so on and so on…Even though I managed to crack 10,000 steps today and I just feel like a Mack truck ran over me. I made 15,618 steps and why legs are fine.My head is feeling the weekend. I proudly can announce I had no alcohol,due to medication I am taking,and yet, I am afraid I am going to collapse in the Jim column of ” its gotta be the pollen”.My head is exploding.

We have this week to kick back a little before we gear up for upcoming events. In two weekends, we go up to the big city and celebrate the 50th anniversary of my cousin and her husband.Two weeks after we have company coming down here.

The season is gearing up..no excuses..gotta get ready.

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It finally caught up.

When I was in the city, I chronically suffered from sinusitis.

I knew, after my initial diagnosis back when I was 17, how to handle it.It didn’t make things easier.But pretty much, about every quarter, I would get stuck with almost a sinus migraine. When I got down here, I was counting my blessings,thinking I was feeling pretty good.

When I got up this morning, I knew my old friend was back.I did not miss the ton of bricks on my forehead.Post-nasal drip? Nah, I thought it skipped town. I should be so lucky.In the grand scheme of things, though, I am ok.I know this is something that will pass. Hopefully with a hot shower and early to bed, I’ll get through the night ok.

Retirement is good,even when you aren’t feeling well.

The weather…

is making me nuts…nice, cold, rain, sun….my sinuses can’t take much more.

I am in the office and have got a headache of huge proportions. I need the rain that is due tomorrow night to show up and this way, my head would clear up.

Fat chance.

I am almost done for the day and only have one more long day this week,so that is not too bad. I just wish that some stability would return with this spring weather.Until then, basics when I get home, and then, to bed.

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Sitting and Waiting.

My laptop sits on a little table off in a corner of a room, where I can actually look out a
window to see what’s going on in the yard and street.

It has been my window on the weather world of late.

I have beautiful views of a winter wonderland and at twilight it’s even more magical.

The threat of more upcoming storms has me here sitting and waiting and thinking. It’s become like a mantra in my head: snow, ice and rain. Ugh!It has gotten to the point where the front must be getting closer because the pressure in my sinuses is flaring up.As I sit here thinking of ice, I am lamenting the fact that my yak tracks (ice shoes) are in the storage locker.If it is indeed icy tomorrow, one bus route will probably be rerouted.When will I find out? Uh, when I am waiting at a corner for a bus that will never come.

April,anybody?

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Ah, the noise….

There’s one thing I am quite looking forward to …. a decrease of the noise in my life.

Here in the city, it seems the term “fish mongers wife” never died because that’s all I seem
to be hearing here lately.Doesn’t anyone speak in an inside voice anymore?

I get on public transportation with school teens and my head is splitting before my day starts
and the headache just lingers and lingers.

The only peace my head gets is at Undisclosed location.

It’ll be nice not to where earphones and take medication for headaches and just be able to go out
and sit and listen to nature and the watch the stars.

**sigh**

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